Holla for HSN....

Love HSN. I love Suzanne Sommers and all the clothes. Right now they're showing this poncho that's really cute.

I realize that the dingdong that I worked for last year (at the industry job, not the teaching job) would be just perfect for QVC or HSN. She loved, loved, loved to talk. And 'specially loved it when she was lying...and thought that she was sooo smart and cool 'cuz she thought no one knew that she was a liar..but we all knew she was lying...it was amusing...I'll call her Hillary...

Anyway, Hillary was this barely 5 foot woman...the ugliest person I've seen in a while. She had this craggy, unattractive, masculine face and no meat on her bones. I think she genuinely thought that anorexia was attractive.

But girl could talk. For hours. And hours. She could put spin on dogcrap and make it sound like a 4 star meal. And she had absolutely no compunction about lying...Not that I think that the QVC people or the HSN people are liars. But this Hillary girl could outalk them, I tell you.

$1 In The Bank

So, I went to the bank tonight, to pull out some money to do something fun.

And found out I was overdrawn.

So, I pulled out all the cash I had...I didn't have a deposit ticket so I threw the cash in an envelope with my business card and hope that my cash covers the overdraft.

If it does, I have one dollar in the bank.

If it doesn't...I'm screwed. Because really, all the teller has to do is pocket the cash, throw out the business card and process my account as an overdraft.

But I have faith. I believe in the goodness of humanity. So, I'm planning on having one dollar in the bank.

40 Hours Isn't Enough...

...for my paycheck to stretch past immediate bills. And the funny thing is, I'm actually putting in, probably, 12-15 hours a day. But my paycheck doesn't reflect any extra hours. Straight salary will do that to you.

So, I need a 2nd job. I've been mulling this over in my head.

I thought about Freelance writing. Bought and checked out from the library a ton of books about making a career out of writing. But I haven't started writing any articles yet. And I haven't sent out any query letters. I don't have time.

Then I thought about setting up websites. But I need to target my websites, set up my back up hard drive and look at what stock photos I have and think about what photos I can take myself to replenish my stock photos.

So, then I thought about using my real estate license in some way. Still thinking about that one.

When I woke up to my messy house this Saturday, I thought about my second job. And I realized that I was actually doing laundry, cleaning the house and doing gardening in an attempt to avoid 1) working on my primary job...the workload is intense and 2) thinking about supplementing my paycheck.

So, to delay messy house clean up and other work, I decided to go shopping at Walmart (I know, I know, it's not pc to shop there...but, remember, I don't have a lot of discretionary funds and I can get supplies for my classroom without spending big bucks there). And while at Walmart, I met another teacher - I'll call her Lulu.

Lulu works in the district next to mine and supplements her income with spa parties. The way she described the parties sounded really fun...although it is a pyramid scheme, with the "Manager", or whatever the first recruit is called, making a commission off of anyone they recruit. I guess it's similar to a cult or Amway, but a lot more fun.

I'm actually considering it. It might be fun. And I could have a spa party. I guess I should start by cleaning my house. Can't have a spa party in a messy house.

Prayers

So, at my new job, we meet every Wednesday at lunch for a prayer group. It's non-denominational and there's approximately 5-6 of us who show up.

And I've gone and joined a Barbara Sher Success Team on Wednesday nights as well.

So, today, Thursday, I was supposed to go to my Pilates class after work. My body decided that I needed sleep more. So I slept through the class.

At the Prayer Group this last Wednesday I spoke about the exhaustion I've been feeling;

Me: "I've been so tired lately, just exhausted, so I want to pray for rest."

Karen (Prayer Leader): "We have to talk with the Spirit of Christ and that means we speak of what we want, not what we don't want. Because we have to specific about what we need so that God can help us."

Karen (PL): "Satan tries to get us by having us talk of what we don't want. We should thank the Lord for his strength."

Me: "Okay. But I'm still tired."

I understand what Karen is saying. It's the same as what The Secret is all about...and what Jack Canfield talks about...So...

Thank you God for giving me strength and hope and courage. Amen.

Seeewwwooooo Tired...

Yes! I have a job. Oh, great happiness. But it comes at a cost...

I wake up at 5 a.m. Have to be at work at 7 a.m., at the very latest. And working nights and weekends (and yes, from 7 a.m. to approx. 5 pm is a given).

So today, after work, I left work early, attended a meeting, grabbed some dinner. Then I came home, ready to finish up some work for tomorrow.

And, instead of starting on the work, I fell asleep. On the couch. In front of the t.v.

I'm turning into crabby old Ted Bundy. No social life. No time for exercise or hobbies or socializing with friends. My Netflix subscription is pointless.

But I have a job. Yes!!